Originally Posted by
Carrah
My father and most of his buddies were all fighters; on the battlefield, in the ring, on the street, in the bar - didn't matter. They were all former military and they all had scars across their noses, their eyebrows, their lips, etc. One had part of his ear bitten off and was damn proud of that! "Yeah, that was one hell of a night!"
These guys used to brawl all the time, but when it was over and the cops, when they came, came in to break them all up it was never "you're under arrest," it was always, "who's paying the damages."
These guys were tough guys; genuine tough guys; genuine bad-asses, if you will. They feard nothing and no one. Their "kill list" during their military service was significant. My father's buddies once told me he killed anything that moved, so they all learned to stay behind him whenever possible.
I was with them one night, in a bar, as a young child; learning the ropes from dad. There was a gay man, though I didn't understand this at the time, sitting in the bar. My father and the rest of them picked on this guy terribly; making little kissing sounds with their lips, telling him how cute he was, inviting him over to sit on their laps until eventually the guy got up and left but you know what? They never laid a hand on this guy and never had any intention of doing so. Learning more of my father and his friends over the coming years I learned that they had sort of a code of ethics among them; they would not harm anything or anyone that could not appropriately defend itself and I have adopted this same phylosophy in my life. Therefore, my father, his friends, and myself do not hunt, do not strike women, do not harm children, do not beat or harm animals, and etc. All of them and myself, as a result of our attitudes toward war and violence, have grown to control our anger to a point that we are all often refered to as "even;" never getting too excited about anything; never really experiencing that adrenalin rush that so many refer to.
Here's the thing, though; there are few outlets for humans beings in society today; no real way for one to test their skills without rules and without fear of legalities. As a result, people tend to test their skills in darkness or all at once in a realm of violence without regard for consiquence. A couple of years ago my girlfriends daughter was arrested for getting into basically a hair pulling incident with a friend of hers at a nightclub; give me a break - arrested? Come on! It cost her close to $3,000.00 to resolve her leagal issues.
Gone are the days of bravery. America has essentially raised a nation of pussy's. Gone are the days when a man had the courage to go say hi to his new neighbor, to help an innocent person defend themselves on the street, to tell a strange highschool boy he looks like crap the way he's dressed. Tolerance is acceptance and it always has been; you tolerate something, you accept it or at the very least, it becomes accepted. The other night, I reached for my gun - my girlfriend reached for the phone to call 911; I told her to put it down. I didn't run those guys off in the woods the other night, I simply let them know I knew they were there and told them basically to leave me and my stuff alone and we'll all get along just fine. Again, it was yes sir.
Today, in America, statistics indicate that most men aren't even leaving home until they're in their 30's. Most men in America today have never been in a fight and for the "time out" crowd, never even been struck in the face. Their parents are quick to claim rights and freedoms each time their son or daughter does something really strange instead of just telling them to knock it off. From the moment a child is born we protect them, we tell them not to talk to strangers, we hold their hands. When they enter school they are told that if they have a problem, they shouldn't try to handle it themselves, but should tell the teacher, principle, or guidence counselor. When they enter the workplace they are told that the bosses door is always open if they ever have a problem. And from early on, they are told to dial 911 if they have a problem. No one ever teaches these kids how to handle their own problems without having to go to someone else first. What we have wound up with is as I said, is a nation of pussy's; a nation of people who cannot talk to one another and who cannot handle their own problems; a nation of backstabbers, people running around behind your back trying to "deal" with you or with your ways. From this fear of others rises a nation of liars; people who deny the things they do or have done to the point it's utterly pathetic. The answer to the question, "who shaved in the office sink and didn't clean the hair out" was simply, no one shaved in the office sink - don't even have the balls to admit to this simple oversight!
I would never advocate beating a young man for wearing makeup for whatever reason. As I said, real tough guys, like my father and his friends, would never do such a thing. Therefore, one can only conclude that this radio personality is neither a tough guy nor even a brave man, but rather another pathetic example of what America has produced in recent years...
High Schooler Suspended for Wearing Makeup
I think most people nowadays just need to have the sh#t beat out of them once and then they'll be set straight - for a few years at least.
Time for Action
